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Naked Ambition

By Wolfboy

Lexi gets to have a little fun with Andrea

Jemma and Beth had been quite impressed with Andrea when she’d fought Allie, to the extent that they’d considered maybe the Swede, with her penchant for fighting naked, might just be a woman to trouble Lexi. Of course, when they’d mentioned it, Lexi had been keen on the idea as she’d frowned at the realisation that she had no imminent trip to the U.K. planned to get the match in. A brief discussion with Sean had led to a proposal though; ‘bring her over here for a few days. New York is lovely in the winter, and we’ll pay for your flights ladies. Find yourselves a nice hotel and we’ll have some fun. I want to get my hands on this Andrea girl!’ she smiled. Her excitement at the prospect was evident over the phone to Jemma and Beth.

‘You can tell Andrea my rules’ Lexi said now. ‘You both know them well enough, and it sounds like she’s a wrestler, so she’ll be comfortable with them I think?’ the New Yorker asked.

‘Yeah, she’ll be just fine with it I’m sure’ Beth agreed with Lexi.

‘One other thing Lexi’ Jemma chimed in now. ‘Do you think you’d be able to find Beth and I a tag team match while we’re over there as well? It’s been a while, and I think we’re more than ready to play together like that again’ she said.

‘I can definitely put the feelers out for you on that’ Lexi agreed. ‘Especially if I get to watch you two in action. I mean, Ive been up real close to you blondie’ she smiled, knowing that Beth would be blushing at the other end of the line at the memory, ‘but I’ve not seen you fight in person Jemma, and it’s about time that I did!’

‘Oh, I’m not all clever and tactical like you Lexi. I’m more of a bitch!’ Jemma laughed, adding ‘but it’ll be fun.’

‘It will indeed’ Lexi smiled, pleased that there was a plan in place for her to fight again, intrigued to take on the athletic Swedish wrestler. The wrestling basement would be ready for the action as always, and she was sure that all three ladies would enjoy seeing Bindi’s outfit as part of the trophy wall now as well. Idly as she put the phone down, she found her thoughts turning to just what outfit she would get to take from Andrea.

The three girls had enjoyed the break in New York. It really was as beautiful as Lexi had said with the dusting of winter snow and the cold temperatures that didn’t seem to register with Andrea quite as much as it did with Jemma and Beth. ‘It reminds me of home’ the Swede had shrugged before wowing them with her skating skills on the ice rink in front of the Christmas tree at the Rockefeller Center.

‘You could have been a figure skater!’ Jemma opined, teetering unsteadily around the edge of the ring where she could grab a rail when she needed.

‘Figure skating?’ Andrea laughed, ‘I much preferred a game of ice hockey. Much more fun!’

‘Oh, I can imagine’ Beth agreed, very slightly more at home on the ice than her girlfriend was.

Thoughts the following day were far from ice pursuits though. For Andrea, they would turn to the red hot atmosphere of a match against Lexi, the New Yorker she knew so little of. That she would have Beth in her corner for the first time provided her with a little support, but she knew that when she stepped into Lexi’s basement ring, it would be on her to solve a puzzle seemingly more complex than most. She was confident in her wrestling ability, but of course Beth had told her about the style of Lexi. The New Yorker was a sexfighter primarily Andrea knew now, but from what Beth had told her, Lexi was much more than just that. Still, Andrea resolved that she would face her naked, as she had when taking on Allie, despite Beth’s misgivings about that idea. It was, she realised to her own surprise given the shock that she’d felt at finding herself naked against Bindi in her first fight, the way that she felt most comfortable on the mats for these kind of matches. As ever though, she stepped down into the basement wearing a bikini, the silver one that she’d worn against Bindi in her very first match. It was that outfit she’d agreed would adorn Lexi’s trophy wall should she lose. She liked the bikini and didn’t want to lose it; it felt better to her that she was defending something she cared about enough to not want to lose it.

As she stepped into the ring, Lexi was there, watching her neutrally enough from the opposite corner. The New Yorker could see that the Swedish blonde was a real athlete; the girls hadn’t been wrong about any of that. This was going to be fun!

‘So Andrea, you understand the rules? No punching or kicking. We’re ladies after all, so we should fight like them, shouldn’t we? Otherwise it’s anything goes wrestling. Best of three submissions to win, and we’ll have a nice little three minute break between falls. The winner will take the losers outfit. Is that all OK?’ she asked.

‘It’s good’ Andrea said, and then she smiled ‘I don’t think that your outfit will fit me Lexi, so if I win, I guess I’ll have to start a trophy wall too.’

‘Every young lady should have one’ Lexi laughed in return, the mood light in the room ahead of the match. ‘Now I think that we should introduce ourselves’ Lexi continued. ‘Then when we’ve done that, we’ll start. I didn’t think we’d need a referee unlike when these two wildcats fight later’ she laughed, casting a pointed glance at Beth and Jemma.

‘Hey!’ Jemma laughed in return, before Lexi continued on to introduce herself.

‘As you know, I’m Lexi from here in New York. I’m 5 feet 7 inches tall, 130lbs, 34B-24-35 and 33 years old. My record in catfighting is 6 wins and 0 losses’ she announced to the room.

‘And I’m Andrea from Malmo in Sweden. I’m 5 feet 6 inches tall, 143lbs, 36DD-24-37 and 22 years old. And I have one loss and two wins now!’ she announced.

‘Well, shall we?’ Lexi asked. Andrea nodded, then the blonde surprised Lexi by stripping completely out of her silver bikini and folding it neatly before moving out of her corner to start circling with Lexi.

‘Do you concede already, or is this a challenge?’ Lexi asked her, looking a little puzzled to be faced by an opponent who was willingly naked. She hooked her thumbs in the diamanté trimmed waistband of her scarlet Victoria’s Secret thong, worn with a matching bra, as if to suggest she might remove her own outfit for a moment. Then she smirked and told Andrea ‘well too bad, because I’m a lady. You have to earn me being naked sugar’ and continued circling with Andrea, a smile fixed on her face, the smile of a woman suddenly very satisfied with what was in front of her.

‘No challenge’ Andrea smiled in return. ‘I always get stripped anyway, and in the end I just felt more comfortable starting off the matches this way’ she explained.

‘Well, we’ll see about that’ Lexi said, the smile not leaving her face as Andrea dropped into a low wrestler’s crouch, ready to get down to the matter at hand. She was her to wrestle the New Yorker, despite her relative inexperience in the style. Lexi did the same, mirroring the stance of Andrea somewhat, circling, her eyes watchfully moving as she took in the powerful body of the Swede. First strike then went to Lexi, a cautious lunge for the blonde just acting to bring her into range for a lightning fast slap to the right breast from the brunette. ‘Mmmmm….that’s satisfying’ Lexi smiled at the sound of her hand on Andrea’s bare breast, going on ‘ you know, if you’d left your top on, that wouldn’t have sounded half as good!’

‘I have strong tits…..they can take it!’ Andrea smiled, before suggesting ‘you know if you lose your top, maybe I can make yours sound just as good!’

Lexi’s hands went to the underside of her bra as if she might just be considering the offer for a moment, then she laughed ‘nice try!’ and the circling continued, Andrea straying into range once again and taking a resounding slap to the thigh in the process. She dropped back to a safer distance again, just out of range and circled a little more cautiously, as Lexi mirrored her movements with a mildly amused look on her face. Then Andrea struck, almost as if those first two attacks had just been feints from her, reconnaissance forays to help her gauge the distance. She dropped low, lunged in positively, got her arm and shoulder up between Lexi’s legs and flipped the startled New Yorked up and over to the mat in a perfect firewoman’s carry take down. Lexi sprawled and the naked Swede was on her, trapping her in a side headlock in tight to her body and she cranked on it, making Lexi moan loudly as she felt it. Now though, the real test of the match began for the Swede; sure, she had control of the situation with the brunette New Yorker held firmly in her headlock, tucked under her right arm, face pressed into the side of Andrea’s breast.

Andrea seemingly had Lexi right where she wanted her, but Andrea’s surprised cry of ‘HEY!’ suggested Lexi wasn’t too upset to be there in close proximity to Andrea either. Her tongue flicked hungrily at Andrea’s nipple, the slightest touch starting to stiffen it even before Lexi really went to work on her. ‘Slut…’ Lexi taunted lightly, knowing the insult to a nice girl like Andrea would sting her effectively enough. ‘Out here with no clothes on…..willingly’ she continued, before moaning lightly as Andrea worked the tight headlock again. Lexi recovered her composure quickly, certainly quicker than Andrea who was already looking a little flushed at the continued attentions of Lexi’s tongue. Attentions that Lexi referenced now as she continued to taunt ‘and so turned on by this!’

‘I am not!’ Andrea protested, gritting her teeth and trying to ignore Lexi’s work as she tried to tighten the headlock.

‘Not a slut….or not turned on?’ Lexi asked her now, seeking clarification as she moved to scissor one of Andrea’s thick powerful thighs, just spreading Andrea slightly as she worked from partly beneath her. It was clear that Lexi had a different target in mind now to those experienced watchers at ringside. ‘Neither!’ Andrea stated firmly, ‘now you submit like a good girl!’ she told Lexi, evidently oblivious to the developing plan of the New Yorker here.

‘Submit like a good girl? But I’m not a good girl, I like it in here!’ Lexi smiled, her tongue continually swirling magically around Andrea’s right nipple. Was that a very faint moan of pleasure that she’d just heard escape from the lips of the Swede whose face continued to flush with the strain of trying to ignore Lexi’s work? There was no doubting that moan which accompanies Lexi’s hands quickly making their way along Andrea’s tightly toned abs, through the small thatch of finely coloured, well trimmed hair between her legs, until her fingers were inside the Swede who shuddered at the very touch of Lexi. Now the fight moved into a different direction; from control, Andrea was suddenly trying to get away only to find that she was very firmly held in place by Lexi’s scissors around her thigh. It had been a mistake to ignore that move she realised now, despite it having seemed so insignificant at the time. As Lexi started to finger fuck her, slowly at first, she squirmed, not quite knowing what do do. This was just like the way Bindi fought she realised, knowing that she had to find a way to counter it if she was to be in with a chance against the Indian fighter in the future. She closed her hands over Lexi’s breasts, still covered by her scarlet coloured bra, not really mauling them, but squeezing her at least. It was ineffective; Lexi smiled, told her ‘that’s nice Andrea, carry on’ then grabbed the blonde’s hair to pull her head into place for a lip lock. Lexi could feel the surprise through Andrea’s lips as the Swede fought against her for a moment before her tongue parted those shy lips and found that Andrea’s tongue was a little more willing to engage in a duel with her.

Immediately Lexi broke off the kiss now, moving on instead to kiss and nip at Andrea’s nipple and breast, focussing her attention solely on the right breast. With one free hand though it was only a matter of time before her fingers sensually kneaded her left breast as well as the Swede moaned ‘Aaaahhhhiiieee’ but tried to redouble her efforts to work on Lexi’s breasts too. ‘Mmmmm, I like that’ Lexi smiled as she felt Andrea’s work, still somewhat ineffective. The Swede was finding no such ease and comfort from Lexi’s attacks, with the New Yorker now bringing the pain for a moment in the form of a thundering slap to the left breast, followed by a sharp nipple twist and pull. That might have acted to remind Andrea that she was in a fight, but Lexi didn’t miss a beat, still kissing the Swede’s right breast while she finger fucked her expertly, bringing her to the edge of an orgasm, only to keep her there for a little while longer, still kissing away at her right breast which was already feeling increasingly sensitive. Another blow was struck by Lexi, this time a heavy slap to Andrea’s tight abs that sent another little tremor through her body.

Lexi knew that the blonde was close to giving in to the urges building in her; she recognised the signs well enough. Continuing to finger fuck the Swede with increasing intensity, listening to her moan ‘ooooohhhhh…...ooohhhhh…..fuck!’. Lexi knew it was almost the point of no return for Andrea. ‘You know’ she told her, almost conversationally ‘I had Bindi cumming just like you. She’s not all that. Just a little slut like you Andrea. Isn’t that right?’ she teased.

‘Nooooooohhhhhhh fuck…...aiiiiieeee…….oh fuck…...yes…..YES!’ Andrea fairly squealed, that little bit of talk from Lexi all that had been needed to finally push her over the edge and bring that first orgasm forth. Andrea had never quite felt pleasure like it as she squirted in orgasm on the mats, breathing heavily and looking a little drained. Lexi smiled, commenting ‘just like I thought…..a little slut!’ and peeled Andrea from the mat, intent in pushing on to claim the first fall. She whipped the Swede, who was still trying to gather herself, into the ropes and caught her on the rebound with a chop, carefully targeting her right breast to maximum effect. Andrea reeled away, clutching her chest and Lexi arrested her progress with a handful of her flowing blonde hair. She used that to pull Andrea into a side headlock of her own now, pulling the blonde’s face in tight to her breast so that she got a close up of the scarlet material covering it.

Unwittingly though, Lexi had applied a wrestling hold and found herself back in a wrestling match with a skilled wrestler who was her equal in that respect at least. The naked Swede, still flustered from her orgasm, could most definitely wrestle, and in a smooth movement she backed out of the headlock into a hammerlock. Immediately then on instinct she moved through that into a headlock of her own, and was about to flip Lexi to the mat in the hold when she remembered how that had gone for her the first time around. That momentary hesitation allowed Lexi to start pawing Andrea’s ass as if she owned it as she steered the blonde into the ropes before firing her off to the opposite side of the ring. Now the brunette committed a rare error of judgement, as she set herself for a shoulder tackle. Coming in with momentum and ten pounds on her side though, Andrea knocked Lexi to the mat. Lexi clutched the back of her head and rolled to her front before Andrea pulled her up, more by the arm than the hair, though she gripped both. Lexi slapped Andrea across the breasts hard, drawing a yelp, but interestingly also a return slap across her own B cups as Andrea perhaps warmed to the task of being a catfighter a little more. Her next move was straight back to her Olympic style wrestling though as she picked a leg, got low, and simply drove her hips through Lexi to take the New Yorker down to the mat. ‘Why don’t we stick to wrestling for a little while’ she said to Lexi, taking up a pinning position sat on her belly.

Now for a moment, it was a position that showed off all of Andrea’s strengths, but also one of her weaknesses. She had control, looked almost imperious sat on Lexi, but now she looked a little unsure quite where to go with it next. Her instincts still told her to pin an opponent, but this just wasn’t that kind of wrestling match. Lexi looked up at Andrea, struggled to free her arms, but couldn’t do so from the Swede’s powerful grip. Still, she mouthed the word ‘slut’ at her silently, content to make sure she stayed in Andrea’s head for the moment rather than waste too much energy trying to get free. Lexi was pleased to see the colour of embarrassment on Andrea’s cheeks from that, but the blonde shook it off, and surprised Lexi by shifting her position forward so that she was sat higher, above Lexi’s scarlet coloured breasts. Finally, she sprung her trap, gripping the back of Lexi’s head to pull it into her crotch while at the same time she snapped her thighs tightly around Lexi’s head. The brunette groaned at the power Andrea packed in her legs, while at the same time, a deep breath told her everything she needed to know about the Swede’s aroused state. ‘Submit!’ Andrea told her, confident her legs had the power to force just that, but at the same time, she added a breast grab, hand inside Lexi’s bra this time. It was a combination that the Swedish blonde was sure was going to force the first submission of the match.

Once again though she had brought Lexi into a position to counter, using her sex fighting skills to counter Andrea’s wrestling prowess. As Andrea squeezed her with the scissor hold, Lexi went straight to a two pronged counter attack. Her hand reached blindly for, and found Andrea’s right breast, starting to work it firmly but sensually in a wide circle, using a grip of Andrea’s thick stiff nipple to steer it around her chest. At the same time, Lexi’s tongue hungrily searched Andrea’s womanhood, quickly finding and flicking at her clit as she started to already feel the weakening of the blonde’s scissor hold. ‘Hey…..stop it! You…..OH FUCKING HELL…..AAAIIIEEEEE!’ Andrea moaned, the volume increasing when Lexi’s free hand started to play with her ass as well. This was a sensory overload of the kind never experienced by Andrea before. She tried to squeeze with her scissor hold. Her legs betrayed her though, unable to function properly as the waves of pleasure started to run through her again. The scissors weakened further, slowly at first, then more obviously as Lexi ate pussy like it was going to be her only meal of the day. All the time her hands pawed at Andrea’s body, focussed on her sensitive breast, but knowing from how Andrea squirmed at every touch of her ass, that was working for her just as well.

‘OOOOHHHHH…...AIIIEEEEEE…...PLEASE….PLEASE! OH FUCK!!’ Andrea shrieked, her breast sensitive to every touch while Lexi’s tongue worked what she could only describe as magic between her legs. Her senses were on fire, every movement of the New Yorker setting off new feelings of intense pleasure that she could neither ignore or deny. She howled again as Lexi pinched at her nipple now, and then a finger almost up up her ass was enough, the mere threat and suggestion of it pushing Andrea over the edge to a second very loud orgasm there in Lexi’s ring.

‘Oh my’ Lexi smirked as she used a handful of Andrea’s blonde hair to wipe her face where the blonde had squirted on it. ‘You really are a little nympho aren’t you honey?!’

In return, Andrea couldn’t muster a smart comment. She had no riposte, having just found herself tongue fucked into a least a semi stupor for the moment. Lexi kept hold of her hair and this time used it to pull Andrea to her feet, before sliding a hand between her legs. The blonde flinched, fearing it was perhaps another sexually driven pussy attack that was heading her way. Instead, it was a lift and slam, delivered with some authority by Lexi as it saw Andrea’s body bounce a satisfying degree off the ring canvas as she landed, before coming to a rest at the centre of the ring, where a low moan of pain was all that could be heard from the Swede. Lexi knew that she had her for this fall, and now she showed some wrestling skills of her own. Dropping down beside Andrea she used an arm and shoulder lock to move the blonde to her belly. Then there was a brief moment while she stood up and backed up a pace, measuring Andrea for an elbow drop high between the shoulder blades. It was all designed to soften her up for Lexi’s plan, a hold she’d been working on for a little while as she sat on the blonde’s back and captured Andrea in a lotus lock. Lexi’s surprisingly strong legs had total control of Andrea’s arms, levering them up into a painful position and the Swede groaned loudly.

‘You might want to submit’ Lexi pointed out now. ‘Don’t be shy, just say it’ she suggested as Andrea moved her head side to side, finding that which ever way she turned she found the sole of one of Lexi’s feet in her face. That was a predicament that didn’t totally escape Lexi’s attention either. ‘Maybe if you’re too shy to submit, just kiss my feet and that will do!’ she cheerfully suggested.

Andrea shook her head no again, but she was totally trapped it seemed, unable to find any kind of way out of the hold. Then she shrieked as Lexi reached back to slap and then paw Andrea’s ass once more. It was a moment of panic for Andrea, especially as Lexi’s fingers went exploring again, as it seemed the New Yorker had identified a weakness Andrea didn’t even know she had. Lexi felt the anxiety in her as her fingers strayed closer to her ass again. Then she felt the rare sensation of a submission via foot worship as Andrea, in a panic, started to kiss her feet, admitting her first submission in the unorthodox manner!

‘Good little slut…’ Lexi purred, allowing Andrea’s tongue to continue it’s gentle exploration of her foot a little moment or two longer, before she released the blonde wrestler from her predicament, gave her a playful smack on the ass, and sauntered casually back to her corner of the ring. In contrast to Lexi was Andrea’s flushed and flustered demeanour on the mats at the centre of the ring. A demeanour not helped by Lexi’s playful jibe of ‘ you take your time now honey, those orgasms can take it out of anyone….even a nympho slut like you!’

There was a smile on Lexi’s face , but it was obvious that her banter was just getting in the head of the Swede a little as she went back to her corner and told Beth ‘I’m not a slut!’

‘I know you’re not….and so does Lexi’ Beth told her. ‘But she also knows it’s getting to you, she’s just using it that way. She’s crafty like that Andrea’.

‘Oh….so she doesn’t….I mean I’m not…...shit, I’m knackered Beth!’ Andrea admitted.

‘Yeah, I can imagine. Two orgasms will take it out of anyone in a match’ Beth agreed with the Swedish wrestler. ‘I bet it was never like this in freestyle wrestling was it Andrea!’ she smiled.

That brought the smile back to the still flushed face of Andrea who admitted ‘it wasn’t. Nothing like this at all. And nowhere near as much fun! But what do I do about her Beth?’ she asked.

‘Honestly Andrea, enjoy it and try to keep fighting her. Lexi is a good wrestler, cool and calm and crafty too. The thing is Andrea, you’re a better wrestler than her, but frankly you’ve got to keep her away from getting between your legs. Because she’ll wear you out with that all over again if she can. Be catty, and do your best to stop her making you cum again I guess’ Beth suggested; tactically it was about as good as she could offer in the circumstances. The challenge of course was in stopping a woman as resourceful as Lexi in completing her aims in any match. This would be no different as the brunette New Yorker called across the ring ‘ are you ready my little blonde harlot?’ to Andrea.

The Swede rose off her stool in the corner, confirmed ‘yes ma’am, I’m ready for you!’ and moved out of the corner, adopting her low wrestlers crouch, but painfully aware that her movements remained more than a little leaden footed. She watched Lexi’s eyes, which danced with mischief and excitement in equal measure, as she tried to time an attack. This was, Andrea realised, the ultimate way to test herself in sport. Fighting a woman like Lexi was a test physically, but also mentally and sexually. She smiled too, her eyes more alive than her legs felt as she realised that she really loved the challenge. ‘Come on then’ she told Lexi, ‘let’s wrestle!’

And that was exactly what they did for the next two or three minutes, simple no frills wrestling as Lexi did everything that she could to hang in there with a young woman bigger, stronger, and more formally trained than she was. Andrea was quick to secure a headlock and flip Lexi to the mat, seemingly in her control as she cranked her arms around her head. Moments later she found Lexi able to contort her lithe body just enough to get her legs around Andrea’s head, breaking the headlock and taking a side head scissors. Now Lexi used her surprisingly powerful legs to some effect, squeezing and drawing a moan from the blonde. The New Yorker raised her right hand now, just about to crash a slap into the inviting target of Andrea’s bare breast. That was thwarted though as the blonde used her explosive power to burst free of the head scissors and she lunged to get on top of Lexi, pinning her flat the mat with an impressive body to body pin. Lexi squirmed, knowing for sure that each move could only serve to get to an opponent who had already given up two orgasms. For now though, Andrea held firm, DD breasts hovering enticingly above Lexi’s face for a moment as the New Yorker gazed up at them with pure lust on her face. ‘What are you going to do with those things?’ she asked, with a smile on her face.

‘Maybe this’ Andrea replied, dropping her breasts heavily into Lexi's face to smother the brunette as the promising start to the fall continued in her favour. She searched for a grapevine which Lexi deftly defended against with her legs up in the air. Andrea ground her body into Lexi though, knowing that movement might serve to slowly lower Lexi’s legs so that she might be able to capture them. Her confidence grew too, pointing out to Lexi ‘you’ve not got so much to say for yourself now have you?’ Then there was the first jolt of alarm for the blonde as Lexi captured her right nipple in her mouth, starting to suck and swirl her tongue around it, knowing as the nipple rapidly stiffened to her attentions, it was what had started the trouble for the Swede back at the beginning of the match.

‘Mmmmm….stop it!’ Andrea tried to chide Lexi, who wasn’t for listening just at the moment. She was enjoying herself too much, working that nipple skilfully in her mouth, to pay any heed to the Swede’s demands. Andrea bit her own lip to prevent another moan of pleasure from escaping from them. She needed to fight it, and decided it was time to break off the smother and try to move on to something else. As she lifted her breasts out of Lexi’s face though, the New Yorker moved quickly, dropping her legs down so that she in fact could capture Andrea’s legs in an inverted grapevine from beneath. Caught off guard by that Andrea’s breasts fell back into Lexis’ face as her upper body went back down on top of the brunette. Immediately Lexi’s mouth recaptured the nipple again, and with Andrea’s legs just spread a little, Lexi’s wandering hands went searching for targets again, playing across the blonde’s ass slowly. That rewarded her with a shudder and almost a whine of concern from Andrea who felt the sensual touched of Lexi and feared that a quick third orgasm could really finish her in the fight. She wanted to pull away from the nipple sucking attack of her brunette foe, but found to her surprise that she was anchored firmly in place when Lexi realised her intent and moved to take a controlling handful of hair. ‘Mmmmm….you bitch…..stop it!’ Andrea demanded again now, getting no response from Lexi who already knew that it was rude to speak with her mouth full of nipple and breast.

‘Smother her Andrea!’ Beth advised from the outside as she saw the blonde trying to pull away from a situation she was well built to take advantage of. Instead of pulling away it was clear to Beth that she needed to press in a take advantage. Andrea did what she was told, presing down on Lexi while at the same time her legs were slowly starting to win the battle with Lexi’s, closing to deny the New Yorker’s wandering hands access. Suddenly the momentum of the action had shifted again then; Andrea, embracing the style increasingly had made her breast smother more effective. Now Lexi was no longer enjoying having a mouthful of her breast as it was starting to prevent her from catching a full breath. Her hair-pulling now had a real purpose to it as she tried to use it to tear Andrea’s upper body off her. ‘OWWWWW!’ the blonde cried out in response to the fierce pain suddenly there in her scalp as she resisted it at first. ‘Get your tits out of my face!’ Lexi demanded now, making Andrea laugh as she pointed out ‘ a moment ago you liked them being there...make your mind up!’

The problem for Andrea was that Lexi was a wrestler that was always thinking, and was usually prepared to use any tactic within the rules to gain an edge. She wasn’t a cheat by any means, just clever, and now her thigh had wedged her way between Andrea’s; feeling the Swedish woman’s pussy against her thigh, Lexi started to tense and release it to send some little waves of pleasure through Andrea’s body again. ‘You bitch!’ Andrea moaned, a hint of admiration for Lexi’s latest devious but fully legal tactic mixed in with her anguish. She still felt on edge from the previous two orgasms, and she knew that a third would surely spell the end of the fight for her. She had no option but to break free, landing a slap on Lexi’s still covered right breast as she did so, scrambling just far enough clear to gather herself. Lexi needed a moment too, before starting to crawl in Andrea’s direction, almost like a sexy big cat, prowling as it searched for it’s prey. There was little searching for it though; Andrea was right there in front of her, moving in more or less the same way towards Lexi, equally keen to rejoin the battle. They met at the centre of the ring, near enough, both on their knees, an embrace of sorts as each looked to try and overpower the other.

Andrea, the more traditionally trained wrestler got one hand behind Lexi’s head, using it to try and pull the brunette’s head forward, maybe with an eye on a front headlock to control her. Less formally trained, but equally effective at the very least, Lexi grabbed the back of Andrea’s head too, but gripped the hair for extra control while her other hand trapped Andrea’s right nipple in a vice like grip. A grip she used to twist and tweak the nipple ferociously, bringing a look of pain into Andrea’s eyes. The Swede didn’t voice her pain though, even as Lexi taunted her ‘Awwww…..does it hurt slut?’. Instead, Andrea brought the same look of surprise to Lexi’s own eyes as she got a hand inside her scarlet coloured bra, and worked the New Yorker’s nipple in the same way. ‘I don’t know’ Andrea replied now, her expression set firm, ‘does it?’ she asked Lexi who grimaced as she felt Andrea working her over. Inside she was smiling though, appreciating the fact that the Swede was starting to embrace the style more and more. It would serve her well, as would controlling a woman by the hair when she learned to do that better too Lexi knew, using that exact means herself to wrench the Swede off balance.

Andrea fell forward, her forehead almost touching the mat, while Lexi took the exact same hold she’d been searching for, in the front headlock. Using that, she forced Andrea to her feet, under the control of the brunette, and the bout moved on at pace. Lexi led Andrea to the ropes, making sure that they blonde felt the coarse ring rope across her big breasts first, before she turned her and abruptly made her feel her palm on them in a stinging chop. Andrea cried out, taken aback a little by the effective blow, and immediately found herself whipped towards the opposite ring ropes by Lexi. She may have been a wrestler, but not a ring wrestler, and she careered back towards the centre of the ring where she was met with a flying drop-kick. It was delivered with grace but no lack of power by the brunette, bare feet colliding with bare breasts to knock Andrea flat to the mat. Gasping for air, it looked as if worse might follow quickly for Andrea as Lexi encouraged her to her feet by the hair, and deftly went behind her to trap the blonde in a waist-lock. In doing so though she inadvertently taken the bout back towards the Swede’s strength in grappling and mat wrestling. Lexi tried to lift Andrea, hoping perhaps to drop her unceremoniously on her butt at the centre of the ring. Instead, the blonde was able to break the waist-lock, and found instinct taking over as she spun behind Lexi and took the same hold herself.

Lexi tried to struggle against that but Andrea worked quickly to lift Lexi from her feet now, and took her down to the mat belly first. Andrea was down on top of her, causing Lexi to protest ‘hey!’ as she twanged her bra strap but in truth it was little more than a distraction to her attempt to secure a headlock and bring Lexi to her feet. This time it was Lexi’s turn to be fired off to the ropes, rebounding to a body to body collision that the blonde took the better end of. Lexi looked to be a little staggered and Andrea, seeing that to be the case, looked to take advantage with a body slam. She was caught out by the cunning of the New Yorker though who wriggled out of the attempt over her shoulder. In a burst of activity, Lexi was back in control, using what she’d wanted to originally, lifting Andrea off her feet and dropping her butt first to the canvas at the centre of the ring. Now she took a handful of Andrea’s flowing blonde hair, using it to make her crawl after her to the corner of the ring. Standing the blonde up against the corner turnbuckles for a moment, Lexi leaned into her, pressing in tight body to body, gave her a quick peck on the cheek, then sent her off to the opposite corner and a hard posting to the buckles. Andrea sagged there, using the ropes to hold her up now as she felt the winding effect of the impact.

Lexi closed in quickly, confident enough that Andrea wasn’t the kind of girl to snap out a kick at her, and immediately she had the blonde lined up for a second posting. The impact of that one, back in the original corner of the ring was no less impressive, and it started to look increasingly like she was breaking the Swede down. Again Lexi closed in quickly, her fingers just brushing those big breasts on the way to grabbing her arm so that she might use it line her up for what looked like being a third posting. Keeping Andrea off balance though, Lexi reversed her own move, and this time at short range, she sent the blonde chest first back to the same corner That truly was an impact to take it out of any woman. As Andrea slumped chest first against the turnbuckles, Lexi coolly walked up behind her and cracked a smack across her ass and told her ‘you know….you haven’t cum for a little while have you….slut?’, smiling again as she teased the blonde.

‘Noooo’ Andrea moaned; partly in protest at what was to come, partly in answer to Lexi’s question too it seemed.

Lexi turned her so that her back was to the turnbuckles once again, before grabbing the middle ropes and burying her shoulder in to the blonde’s midsection. It had the desired effect of driving the air from Andrea’s lungs, but an added bonus for the quick thinking of Lexi, it lifted Andrea to sit precariously on the middle turnbuckle. A smile on her lips, Lexi quickly got Andrea’s legs out over the middle ropes, spreading her a little more and forcing Andrea, her head bowed a little to the floor, to grip the top ropes for added support. Lexi used her forefinger beneath Andrea’s chin to gently raise her head so that their lips might meet now in a passionate liplock that had the Swede practically writhing in her precarious perch on the middle buckle. Then Lexi’s hand went wandering south down her body, playing across her tightly toned stomach, sending tremors through Andrea, even before they were inside her. There would have been a gasp from the Swede as she tried to resist, but the liplock cut that off again, before she quickly gave way to Lexi’s dominant personality at this point.

‘Mmmmmm’ Lexi purred, breaking the lip lock now, but maintaining a position with her lips still practically touching Andrea’s. ‘You’re such a good little slut aren’t you?’ she asked, finger fucking the Swede who simply whined in response to the challenge, lost as she was for the third time in the match in the expert attentions of the brunette. ‘Now do you see how wearing some clothes might have helped you a tiny bit?’ Lexi quizzed Andrea. ‘You’ve had to try and fight with my fingers inside you all night long haven’t you slut?’

‘Mmmmmm….ooooohhhhh’ Andrea moaned loudly, unable to find the words to convey her feelings on the matter, given her predicament. She squirmed to every touch and expert movement of Lexi’s fingers, but she was no longer fighting it, instead moving in time with the brunette’s fingers, whining airily as another orgasm rushed at her.

‘That’s right’ Lexi told her now, leaning in to kiss her there in the corner. ‘You cum for Lexi like a good little slut now’ she teased Andrea, her fingers now working overtime and really finding the spot as she broke off the kiss. Andrea moaned ‘noooo…..please…….OHHHHHH!’ as her lips went searching for Lexi’s now, and the New Yorker smiled; she knew that she had broken the Swedish blonde. She allowed their lips to meet once more, passively accepting Andrea’s passion before the Swede broke off and howled in pure, unadulterated pleasure, as she came there in the position trapped in the corner. ‘Good girl’ Lexi told her, gently patting Andrea’s cheek as the blonde panted for breath, trying to control the waves of pleasure running through her.. Then Lexi cruelly delivered a back handed slap to her belly, and Andrea groaned as the breath was snatched from her yet again. Lexi carefully got Andrea’s legs back from over the middle ropes, then grabbed her hair to force her unsteadily off the turnbuckle, her legs a little rubbery as she followed Lexi out to the centre of the ring.

The New Yorked was still a little cautious as she knew Andrea was a talented wrestler, but she was tired, her energy snatched away by Lexi’s unorthodox style. Lexi waist-locked the blonde, and quickly lifted her to deliver a pussy pounding atomic drop that made Andrea simply scream with anguish before Lexi pushed her off her outstretched leg to the mat. To a woman who had now had three orgasms during the match, her womanhood still throbbing from the last one, it was a devastating move to take. Andrea was down, rolling into a foetal position, her breath coming in ragged bursts as she fought the sudden pain. Lexi had her, and she proved it by moving Andrea to a seated position before sitting behind her to loosely scissor her waist. Then she hooked her arms beneath Andrea’s armpits and rocked back to lift the Swedish blonde’s butt off the mat before allowing her to crash back down to the mat in a keister bump. ‘Ooooohhhhh FUCK!’ Andrea squealed as she felt the shock-wave of that impact crash through her body.

She was totally unprepared then as Lexi switched up her grip to a sleeper hold, right arm in tight across her throat as she wrapped a hand loosely in her hair too, giving her added control that was barely needed. Andrea gasped, feeling the hold constricting her breathing straight away while Kexi’s feet pulled back into her crotch, using her toes to cunningly caress her sex once again. ‘Ooooohhhhh...mmmmnnhhhh……..please, don’t’ Andrea whined now.

‘See how vulnerable you are to me naked’ Lexi whispered in her ear. ‘Maybe you’ll cum again, slut?’ she asked, but instead, she tightened the sleeper.

It was enough. Andrea fought it briefly, tried to loosen the grip but when it looked like she might manage it the work of Lexi’s toes distracted her once more. She was done. There was no escape; she would submit or go out at the skilled hands of Lexi. She chose the first option, tapping frantically at her arms as she rasped ‘I submit!’

‘So soon?’ Lexi smiled. ‘Are you sure you don’t want to cum again?’ she chuckled.

‘I think I’ve had all the excitement I need in that way for today!’ Andrea managed in return.

‘I meant one of the things I said’ Lexi told her as she stayed in place behind Andrea, letting the tired Swede rest against her for a moment. ‘Wear some clothes. You’re too good to let someone like me have easy access like that. And you’re not actually a slut, I’m sure you’re a perfectly nice young lady really’ Lexi laughed.

‘Most of the time’ Andrea smiled, ‘but you did turn me into a slut, it’s true’ she had to admit.

‘Sometimes telling someone they are is enough to convince them’ Lexi confided. ‘Mentally diminishing an opponent is a valid tactic’ she pointed out.

‘Valid and effective too’ Beth chimed in from the corner. ‘I’ve been there and it’s so hard to ignore, especially when it’s a constant barrage of name calling and trash talk like you did there.’

‘It did get to me’ Andrea had to admit. ‘I never had to deal with that in freestyle wrestling, and I just felt like I had to defend that I wasn’t a slut instead of just fighting!’

‘And that’s always the plan’ Lexi agreed. ‘If I can beat someone in part without even resulting to wrestling then that’s perfect. And anyway Andrea…..put some clothes on will you, or people will start to think that it’s actually true’ she told the blonde, with a smile on her face.

‘Fair point’ Andrea agreed, though she picked up her silver bikini first, handing it to Lexi for the trophy wall before she left the ring and headed into the bedroom part of the room to change.

‘She is good’ Lexi told Jemma and Beth when Andrea had gone out of earshot. ‘When she really gets used to all of the tactics in catfighting, she could be a force. But now it’s going to be time to find out how you two wildcats can operate as a tag team isn’t it! Your opponent’s should be here soon, so you know, you should probably go and prepare, talk tactics, fuck each other senseless….whatever it is that works for you ladies!’ she laughed as Jemma and Beth did the same. There was anticipation on their faces too, excited to see just who Lexi had lined them up with!